I'm a little behind on posting to the blog. We just returned from a great family trip to the States yesterday. We went from Zürich > Frankfurt > Dallas > Destin > Dallas > Frankfurt > Zürich. Those pics to follow before Christmas, I promise.
The girls learned to body board in Destin but most importantly they spent a whole two+ weeks with their grandparents, Aby and Pop-Pop, Aunt Stephanie and Uncle Steven, and their sweet cousins, Sophia and Shay. Grace is the proud new owner of an iPod Nano (thanks, Aby) and my feet have never looked shinier (thanks to all the inexpensive pedis to be had in the U.S.). Many tears were shed in saying good-bye and it was the first time I didn't miss Switzerland as much as I normally do.
Our lives in Switzerland are near perfect. It's safe and clean here. We enjoy the highest standard of living compared to anywhere in the world. Our children are already trilingual at 5 & 8 --but we miss our family. We miss Americans! The Swiss are great and super competent at anything they do but they are also very insular. I miss the small talk at grocery stores or while standing in line and I realize that even if speak High German (I'm taking intensive lessons in a couple of weeks), those conversations will not flow any more easily. I do not feel apart of something here. In Switzerland, I am a bystander with a pretty fantastic life.
Do we stay because it's such a great place to raise kids? Our children will speak 4 languages fluently by the time they are done with high school and will not have to sit through movie previews that look a lot like fire drills but for guns. Or do we go and opt to be closer to family?
And now you know why I am so behind on blogging....
Before the end of the school year, Ally's class performed a class musical and they must've spent at least six months preparing for its debut. They practiced so hard that even the much younger siblings in the audience sang along. It was such a treat to see these little people singing and performing and most importantly smiling all the way through it. They loved it almost as much as their families did! Maybe a little more.